Tag Team Quadruple Redhead Debut

All attacks on Neske's tenderized body ceased at once, but she knew better than to expect a moment of peace by now. For the time being, she simply coughed her way back to a relatively normal breathing pattern. Soon, she was caught up in the sheer pain again, as one leg was bent at the knee and stretched harshly out of shape off to the side, followed by the other. The pain was of her legs being split away from each other, and pressed on at the knee, was excruciating, but was only made that much worse when the younger sister, the one she had locked lips with and started all this madness, stomped on both her shoulders and pulled hard on her arms, bending her more out of shape with nowhere to look but into the eyes of the one who took the most personal offense (well, perhaps except her partner).

"Haaaahhhh.... haaaahhh..." she panted, fighting the temptation to beg. Despite her will to resist, tears started flow freely from her eyes and down the sides of her face, the pain physically too much for her to resist.

Emily kept up the kneebar for a while longer before a new idea came to her head. Uncaring of the crowd by now, she released the kneebar and stood up with Neske's leg in tow.

"Say," Emily asked Kohaku, "Are you familiar with a Wishbone Split?"

Assuming Kohaku was familiar with the move, Emily would wait for her to get up, then try to slam Neske's leg apart, hoping Kohaku would do the same in the opposite direction.

Kohaku nodded her head when asked if she was experienced in the wishbone split. She decided to mimic the other red girl move as she would try to slam her opponent leg apart, following Emily lead. Hisui simply continued to pull on her opponent arms while her sister and the other red head performed the wishbone split. Though Hisui was thinking that she had punish her opponent enough and Kohaku was also starting to think the same. A few more moves and then they would stop.

Neske's pained expression only became more apparent as Emily and Kohaku grabbed and lifted her legs, pulling them apart at full force. Her eyes shot open wide, each breath became a shrill squeal that reached the back bleachers, and the pain caused her to salivate profusely as it felt like her whole body would be split in to at the groin, her arms being worked down all the while.

Emily looked down at the redhead bitch below them, considering how to make her suffer a bit more, when an idea came to mind.

"Hey, I got an idea," Emily said to Kohaku, "It'll take a bit of set-up, though. You and your partner get her up, upside down, probably with that double-suplex move, and I'll dropkick her, sound good?"

Assuming they agreed, Emily would move to a corner, waiting for them to set Neske up.

The two sisters stop there attack as they were now following the larger red head lead, as if she was the Alpha of the group. Then they heard the plan that Emily gave to them and Kohaku gave a devilish smile as the two sisters then nodded their head. When it came to attacks like this, they loved performing it and having a third member would make it work so much better. Thus the two sisters pulled on Neske hair, trying to lift her to her feet before grabbing her arms again and placing them over their heads while they would place their own arms over her head before lifting her up, waiting for the larger red head to drop kick her.

As all three girls let go of Neske's limbs the soreness really started to set in, her shaking body refusing to do what she demanded of it. By the time her legs started responding, it was by the sisters' command, not hers, as they hoisted her up by her hair, each wrapping an arm around the front of her shoulders. She already knew where this was going, and while by no means painless, it certainly wasn't the worst move they could pull.

Which is probably why, as she was lifted upside-down, she saw Emily across the ring, ready to charge. Neske could only imagine what they were planning, but she dreaded it all the same, and her body began to shake once more in fear.

Emily allowed a grin at the sight of Neske hanging upside down like that, looking terrified, before she climbed up onto the turnbuckle. Taking a moment to gather herself, Emily would launch herself off of the turnbuckle, intending to drive a dropkick right into Neske's chest.

She didn't know why, but Neske felt that she had to hold her resolve, not to beg or plead. But just as Emily climbed to the turnbuckle, for just a brief moment, that resolve wavered. "Wait-" was all she could get out before both of her partner's sneakers collided at high speeds into her chest, sending her backwards onto the mat. The rapid series of impacts was taking it's toll on her body, as she coughed a mouthful of blood off to the side, onto the mat.

Emily thudded to a landing as Neske was sent flying away. She quickly popped back up in time for Neske to cough out some blood.

Now that's more like it, Emily thought to herself.

Not intending to let up, Emily quickly made her way over to Neske and turned her over. Attempting to step on her thighs, Emily would then hook Neske's feet around her legs before grabbing the redhead's arms. If all went to plan, she'd rock back, intending to lift Neske up in a ceiling hold.

"Go to town," she called out to the other two redheads, "I can do this all day."